"You're sure that's not too long to wait?" But Cedric obliges. He lowers himself next to Howard for easier reach, securing the arm on his shoulder. When Howard's secure, Cedric lifts them very slowly. He's in no hurry to let go either.

"All right. Here, drink," Cedric offers stretching his leg to catch the handle of the briefcase with his foot. It's pulled close, and Cedric quickly uncaps one of the bottles and holds it up. "Then I should make food the same way you did, huh?"

Howard needs a drink first. And warmth. Cedric's staying close for a while, but he's slowly working on a better solution for that.